1. BLOODWRITTEN

Could you ever imagine that i've bled just like you? that i did not walk away with a smile
But with a fainting shine of self-hate? have you ever tried to see my point before putting me
On death's list? of course not, because for you i just got in line with all those traitors that
Ripped you apart, i never planned on trailing. i never thought of leaving, but i was caught,
And be assured that my hunter would have killed you, too. i won't ever say that i've saved you
I only denied me another face of bliss. bloodwritten. blood-writ-ten. bloodwritten
I was there, a second longer than i thought, and i just wanted you to know:
It was the most precious moment i have ever felt, i cut my own heart in two, pinning the half
I gave to you on the cellar walls, together with your picture i don't dare looking at
'cause i'm sure it would break me. there is no sense in denying that you blame me
Picture yourself shedding tears for no reason, and then escape the sense
There is no sense, there is no sense! i wish that i'd never met you. i wish that i'd never hurt you
Be assured... this dying heart whispers your name whenever it catches breath,
Be assured... this died heart did not found peace-not even in death


2. MORE OR LESS

When you believe that there is nothing to destroy you,
Your mind becomes immortal for more than a standard blink
You will walk through walls, but when you are pushing all the way forward,
To get away from what proves your vulnerability, you will just be stopped
The head immured in stones, the blood cools down to zero, more or less
With your mind up in skies, the soul becomes a supernova.
Dragged down to earth and torn apart to spread all over what defines us
We are in danger, my dear we are in danger, my dear-more or less...
This long thin line is the easiest way forward, to get away
From what proves your vulnerability, you will just be stopped,
The head immured in stones, the blood cools down to zero, more or less
It's our turn to stand still and wait, to watch our bodies set in motion
Doing severe things, false and blessed. speaking severe words, more or less
You will just be stopped, head immured in stones, harmony does not
Equal harmony, yet utters to melt with the long-lived dream
We are in danger. we are in danger, my dear
Our love cools down to zero, more or less


3. THE ISOLATED SOCIETY

The art of our time is to create demands out of nothing,
To teach them how to chew and consume
The key is fear of what could be missed, lost, forgot,
To be an outsider, to be ignored
We wake
We like, we take, no matter the cost, just to feed our needs,
Fueled by your breed- for your ideals,
We wait
We lay, we wait for the machine to take over control,
For the fire to burn us down
We lay down our defense, taken away and brought to the nothing,
You took us here, but we are not here to talk,
We came for stealin' stones and breakin' bones,
We hate
We fight, we break, no matter the cost, just to feed our revenge,
Fueled by your deeds,
For your demise
You raped
You killed, you claimed to act in the name of an almighty god
Tut your fire will burn you down
Marked a public enemy, erasing democracy, in for the kill, so merciless,
Tell us who you want to be
We are not the enemy,
We'll create another way
Life is a prison built out of bones, meant to forget
But we will not forget
Life is a fuckin' casket in which they tried to trap your visions and dreams,
But we will not forget
Eaten up by jealousy you forgot your loyalty, driven by the need for more,
You are living heresy against all humanity,
We create a better way
You've built a prison made out of bones, meant to forget,
But we will not forget
Life is a fuckin'casket in which they tried to trapped your visions and dreams,
But we will not forget
The art of our time is to create demands out of nothing,
To teach us how to chew and consume
We need to learn how to refuse swallowing and how to question everything,
It is time for us
We will escape the isolated society


4. APOLLO

The best of all i've known lies still in front of me. prophecies i have to fulfill
The temple built for sake, the pain that followed and everything that keeps on breathing
I am not a part! i'm not a part of your war machine! i was torn apart, was tom apart
Your evil scheme! you question all i've known, praise truth with false words
A tendency of letting go. seeds planted at their thrones, parasites growing..
The mastermind of stealing souls, i am not a part! i'm not a part of your war machine!
I was torn apart, was torn apart by your evil scheme! leading to failure and system collapse
Born as feeding for the rats, hearing your say that nothing's sacred!
Hearing your say that nothing's sacred! nothing's sacred
Nothing s sacred, i am not a part! i'm not a part of your war machine!
I was torn apart, was torn apart by your evil scheme! i am not a part!
I'm not a part of your war machine! i was torn apart, was torn apart
By your history! the best of all i've known lays still in front of me
Prophecies i have fulfilled, a ruin laid to rest, a peaceful haven,
Where dreams and tides just keep on living


5. NO MORE HEADTRIPS

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6. HAUSGEISTER

...dsl sehcsitsukg tsi kisum
Kennst du das, wenn du mit leeren händen nach dem leben greifst und alles, was du zu fassen kriegst,
Gehört nicht mehr dir? kennst du das, wenn dein inneres auge, blind vor chaos, zwinkert und du den
Faden verlierst? ich nab dieses gesicht noch nie zuvor gesehen, ich habe diesen körper noch nie zuvor
Berührt, ich hab bei allem was ich weiß keine fehler entdeckt, wie kannst du auch, ich habe sie gut
Vor dir versteckt, du bist nur ein teil dieser weit, gefangen zwischen herz, verstand und hirn
Woher bist du plötzlich aufgetaucht? ich kann mein gedächtnis nicht entwirren, wir sind alle teil
Dieser welt, gefangen zwischen herz, verstand und hirn. woher stammt das blut an meiner band?
Ich kann mein gedächtnis nicht entzerren. ich hab diesen menschen nicht von dieser weit getilgt,
Ich hab es genossen ihren todestag zu sehen, ich hab gestern abend noch die geister sprechen hören
Ich versteh schon längst nicht mehr, was in mir drin passiert, kennst du das, jeden morgen woanders
Aufzustehen? hast du je versucht dein ganzes leben zu verstehen? kennst du das, wenn tief in dir
Ein tier um freiheit schreit? hast du angst, bist du schon für dein wahres ich bereit?
Lasst mich frei...


7. GHOST OF OUR SUICIDE

A story, fabulous, told by the slaves of the human mind
Absence of glory, bound to the track of this genocide
Running in circles, followed by thoughts that were all so true,
Believing in miracles, smile on their face while cutting the noose
The silence will make itself heard and we will spread their disease
Infecting people with sorrow, with everything that's been ignored
The corpses are dancing upon the graves of the men in charge
Soul's flying free to the morning light
Prosthetic living of those who are still laid in chains
Insomniac's searching, hunt for the ghost of out suicide
Color my mind and follow behind-
Feed up my dreams and my will to die
Color my mind and follow behind
Feed up my dreams and my will to die.
Somebody told me a story of freedom and jealousy
Left me with questions, rotting away to the morning sky
I'm gonna open the hole
I'm. gonna break through the door
Back against the wall, daring to fall.
Releasing my soul for the flight.


8. EVERYTHING YOU'VE WRONGED

Strap onto me the mask of guilt, i'm here for you to throw
Your stones and lighten your souls of everything you've
Wronged, nail me to your cross so you can spit on me,
Step on me. i was born to be your puppet of release,
Paint onto me the pain you've caused. colour me all
In black and darkest red. i will carry the weight of the
World on mv shoulders, spit on me, step on me!
Carve my silhouette into the walls, gouge my failures
Around my head, first, second, third, fourth... hammer all
These mistakes through my temples, brand my skin with all
The things you've done, nail me to your cross so you can
Spit on me, step on me. strap onto me the mask of guilt
I'm here for you to throw your stones and lighten your
Souls of everything you've wronged, nail me to your cross
So you can spit on me, step on me. hammer all these mistakes
Through my temples, brand my skin with all the things
You've done, nail me to your cross so you can spit on me,
Step on me. and you know what? i do not care about what
You think and do to me. about what you talk and spit on me,
I do not care! hammer all these mistakes through my temples
Brand my skin with all the things you've done, nail me to your cross so
You can spit on me, step on me. i can face every single mirror without a
Tear i do not care! i can face every single mirror without a tear i do not care!


9. DAS GRUNE FUHRT INS SCHWARZE

Ich schließe meine äugen und sehe sie vor mir
Die lange grüne meile-bald gehe ich auf dir
Der weg ins ungewisse und dennoch sonnenklar
Das grüne führt ins schwarze, die zeit meines tods ist nah
Am ende dieses weges öffnet sich das tor
In diesem raum ragt ein stuhl aus kaltem stahl empor
Der weg ins ungewisse und dennoch sonnenklar
Das grüne führt ins schwarze, die zeit meines tods ist nah
Am ende dieses weges öffnet sich das tor
In diesem raum ragt ein stuhl aus kaltem stahl empor
Wie lange muss ich ieiden? werd' ich den himmel sehn?
Die blicke dieser menschen reißen mich entzwei! mich entzwei!
Schließ ich die äugen seh ich sie noch heut voller angst
Am boden liegen, mit bloßen starken händen wollt' dein
Hals dass ich ihn würg, gleich werde ich dir folgen
Der zeitpunkt ist so nah. gevatter tod ist da! der hebel
Wird hinabgedrückt. meine zeit ist abgelaufen, ström
Durch meine adern fließt
Die ganze erde möge in meinem blut ersaufen


10. A TEARS SHED AND A PROMISES MADE

We were damned. as the bullet refuses to push through, her picture blurs in smoke
Seducing flesh from bone was not doable, so we both were done in
For both of us to forget, roll your eyes to the inside, may thou
See through the ugliness that has become of us. i washed away
All the dirt from my fingers, a chapter closed with putrefying
Hands, an era carried away, time to roll my eyes back forth
You'll rest as nothing but a chapter closed, a book full of
Memories in a rack mil of books, nothing but an era carried
Away, a book full of memories in a rack fill of books, nothing
But an era carried away. the final letter written in dust with no
Pen, though seducing flesh from bone was doable, so we were both
Done in, left without an epitaph to honor what we had. you left it,
Written in dust, blurred in smoke, so we were both done in, blurred in smoke
You were all blurred in smoke, it putrefies my eyes as i read our last
Paragraph. so we were both done in, with a tear shed and a promise made,
To drop the book and move further, so we were both damned. we were damned
We were damned. carried away by an era yet to come. carried away by an era yet to come
I left you blind so you won't find me again, i left you blind so you won't find me again
We were damned, we were damned. i washed away all the dirt from my fingers, a chapter closed
With putrefying hands, as the bullet refuses to push through, her picture blurs in smoke, seducing
Flesh from bone, so we both were done in, for both of us to forget, roll your eyes to the inside
May thou see the ugliness


11. MY SURF EMBRACE

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